Mythologies RP

Issac would’ve been placed next to the Queen and Albus. The food is placed down in front of them. “Shall we say Grace?” King Harthrone says as he shuts his eyes, and so do the others.

*Isaac sighs and looks around at the others. He lowers his head but keeps his eyes open.*

After Grace they all begin to eat. The Queen turns to Issac. “I can feel how tense you are, young man.”

A tall, dead tree stands in the muddle of a grassy field. A slight breeze blows, which is evident by the ripples of the waist high grass. Gideon stands on one of the branches, his eyes closed with hair blowed gently as he faces into the wind. His body makes minor muscular adjustments to accomodate for the wind.

Brandy walks towards the tree. Trying to see what the figure was on the tree. Her hand close to her heavy blade ready for any attack.

Once she gets close enough to hear him speak, he turns his head to look at her with his soft, green eyes. He doesn’t say anything.

Brandy lowers her guard. "i couldn't see what you were fro. Far away."

"Tense? It would be disrespectful to be tense after your hospitality, M'lady."

He spreads his wings and glides down to her, landing a few feet in fromt of her, where he tucks his wings behind his back. “That’s alright.”

Brandy looked at his wings in amusement. "Wings?"

He glances back at them. “Yes. Do they not look like wings?”

Brandy shakes her head. "No they do look like wings. Just.. haven't seen them on humans."

“Right.....” He murmurs, reaching back to stroke the glossy black feathers. “Why do you wear armor?”

"Huh? Oh I didn't realize I was wearing mine. Really." Brandy snaps her fingers and the armour vanishes. Leaving her in her black long sleeve and red lining and jeans. "I'm a knight of sorts."

He leans back to inspect her once the armor vanishes. “I did not know that.”

"I'm Brandy Pendragon." She holds her hand out.

The Queen smiles, “You are too kind. What did you say your name was again?” Under the table, she places a hand on Issac’s thigh.

Gideon looks at her hand for a moment before taking it in his own. “Gideon.”

*Isaac looks at her.* "Isaac." *He responds, now hesitant to reveal any more information.*

“Issac...that’s a fine name.” She says, she turns her head and smiles at Serenity. “What a strong, muscular young man.” The Queen clenches Issac’s thigh. Serenity gets a look of, ‘Fuck she’s doing it again’.

*Isaac looks down at her hand for a brief moment before looking up.* "Er...Thank you, M'lady."

"Nice to meet you Sir Gideon." Brandy nods. "What brings you here?'

“There is no sir, just Gideon. I used to be working for someone, but they no longer need me.” He returns his hand to his side.

“I remember when I was your age, Issac. Enjoy the time you have being this young.” The queen continues to feel his thighs. Serenity rolls her eyes and rubs her temples.

"My apologies then. So you are a free agent then of sort?" Brandy asked.